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I stood face to face with the moon and the ocean and the future that spread out with all its bewildering immensity before me.

Pat Conroy

You do not learn how to write novels in a writing program. You learn how by leading an interesting life. Open yourself up to all experience. Let life pour through you the way light pours through leaves.
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Interesting Learn Life Novel Program Write
My wound is geography. It is also my anchorage, my port of call.
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Also Anchorage Call Geography Part Would
You touch them as they quiver with a divine pleasure. You read them and they fall asleep to happy dreams for the next 10 years. If you do them the favor of understanding them, of taking in their portions of grief and wisdom, then they settle down in contented residence in your heart.
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Asleep Down Dream Grief Happy Kindness Portion Quicker Settle Touch Wisdom Word
Urge them toward excellence, drive them toward gentleness, pull them deep into yourself, pull them upward toward manhood, but softly like an angel arranging clouds. Let your spirit move through them softly.
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Deep Excellence Manhood Men Softly Spirit Toward Urge
One can learn anything, anything at all, I thought, if provided by a gifted and passionate teacher.
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All Anything Can Gifted Learn One Passionate Teacher Thought
Every woman I had ever met who walked through the world appraised and classified by an extraordinary physicality had also received the keys to an unbearable solitude. It was the coefficient of their beauty, the price they had to pay.
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Appraise Classified Ever Every Extraordinary Met Physicality Walk Woman World
We, men, die because our faces were not watered enough.
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Die Enough Facemweer Men Water
We die long before women do, with our hearts exploding or our blood pressure rising or our livers eaten away by alcohol because that lake of grief inside us has no outlet.
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Walking the streets of Charleston in the late afternoons of August was like walking through gauze or inhaling damaged silk.
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Afternoon August Damage Gauze Inghail Later People Person Silk Street Though Walk
Books are living things and their task lies in their vows of silence.
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Book Lie Live Silence Tale Thing Vow
Except for memory, time would have no meaning at all.
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All Except Meaning Memory No Time
When mom and dad went to war the only prisoners they took were the children
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Children Dad Mom Only Prisoners Took Went When
I had come to a place where I was meant to be. I don’t mean anything so prosaic as a sense of coming home. This was different, very different. It was like arriving at a place much safer than home.
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Anything Be Come Home Mean Meant Place Prosaic Sense
I discovered that He had simply given me a different voice to praise the inexhaustible beauty of the made world.
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Music could ache and hurt, that beautiful music was a place a suffering man could hide.
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Ache Beautiful Hide Hurt Man Music Place Suffer
Cameras are a lifesaver for very shy people who have nowhere else to hide. Behind a lens they can disguise the fact that they have nothing to say to strangers.
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Camera Else Hide Lifesaver Nowhere People Shy Very

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